Page 34 of Sleepless Beauties
Kill me already!
I smile at the reckless fear in his eyes.
He knows that I know.
Even if I don’t really know anything.
“Who’s the girl sleeping in croft six?”
“Kyra Vega.”
My head slams into his and he flinches hard as our skulls knock, but neither of us feel the pleasant pain like we once did.
But that was a long, long time ago.
It isn’t as satisfying as it should be.
Nothing really is anymore.
“Kyra Vega never said a fucking word to me. No matter how much I messed with her. She wouldn’t give me the goddamn time of day. So then who is the smart-mouthed woman in croft six?”
He hauls me up in a flash of power and slams me back down into his precious books. They tumble and fall around me like the pages of a history I’ve seen far too much of. He leans in close enough to… to kill me, really.
And yet still he doesn’t.
“Stay away from her. And stay the fook away from me.”
He releases me with too much force and just the right amount of anger to sedate my need for emotion. His rage is a soothing balm within my mind.
It’s delicious. It’s nirvana.
And now… it’s gone.
Fuck.
And I’m still left wondering about Six.
Thirteen
Kira
Warmth clings to my skin and I wake with a muddle of confusion circling in my mind. A charge like electric energy flows from my toes all the way up through my stomach and comes to rest like a hum within my heart.
“Prey?” I whisper into the darkness.
He’s still here.
Watching me, I know it. I can feel it.
“Y-yes,” he stutters oddly.
His uncertain tone isn’t even remotely hostile, and that confuses me.
What a weird little man.
“I feel… different.”
I remember his teeth sinking in. The orgasmic feel of his power still caresses my skin like a shadowy memory.
